We are not waiting for some great revelation from above to save us from our incompetence as guardians of this world and put everything in order. Rather, we are waiting to see the sun rise over everything we have done, to see the fruits of our labors blossom in an eternal spring.
It will come upon the world as a spring rain upon a plowed and seeded field. Plow and sow now, while there is still time.
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